Ethereal

The Beginning

Dan P.O.V

What is life, why do I exist, why do we feel, one day everyone who loves me and I love is going to die. Why is the world such a cruel place, we just live to die. It's an eternal circle drowning me while it's spinning round and round.

All of those thoughts swarmed around in my head. I try to fight them, but they win. I collapse to the floor deep in thought. I just lay here motionless, lifeless. This isn't the first time I have felt this way, done this. This has happened many, many times.
" Dan? " a worried voice asks. I look up to see Phil with concern in his light eyes. I just sigh then go back to getting lost in my mind once again.

Phil P.O.V

I flop out of bed and hardly miss running into the wall. I grab my glasses from my dresser then go downstairs to get some food. I eat the cereal , it's mine, not Dan's, then decide to browse the internet before waking My brown haired, really attract-

Best friend. Best friend, remember that.

He's just your best friend Phil. He doesn't think of you in that way. I sigh and get my computer out and look at animal facts, hoping to drown out my inner turmoil.

Hippopotamus milk is pink. - knew that already.
Koalas are actually aggressive animals. - Dan told me that one.
Sugar gliders? I haven't read much about them.

I click the article and read about a paragraph before I hear a thud. Dans awake I guess. I go upstairs and almost trip over him.
" Dan? " he glances at me then rolls away a bit and goes back to his thoughts. Well, I guess I need to cancel our plans for making a video on the gaming channel. I poke him but he doesn't stir.

He's asleep.

I decide to take him to his room. I try and pick him up and then end up touching his butt. I yelp and drop him, not thinking. He groans but is only half asleep so I say, " Dan, come on let's get you to your room and in some Pj's. " I help get him upright and half walk/ half carry him to his room, he immediately starts to throw off his clothes.

My eyes widen as I'm staring at his chest, my cheeks bright red. I tried, I really did try to stop watching him, but I couldn't help it. I was frozen.

He pulls his pj pants on and crawls into bed. I throw another blanket over him then whisper as I walk out of the room, a little flustered I might add.
" G'night Bear."

I shut the door behind me and then head to the living room. The flat is quiet, besides the sounds of me tripping over my own feet.